Not tipping at all is one thing. Maybe you didn’t know you were supposed to tip, or thought your buddy was covering it. But leaving a quarter on a $60 tab is just a dick move, uniform or not. That’s just rubbing it in.

Holding out for the GOTY edition with all the DLC added.

Marlo walked, what the hell else do you want? Sheesh.

It’s almost tragic to watch, but I can’t turn away. Once the pattern manifests, check the profile of their SO. If their profile pic goes from the family in front of a cabin to just the person themselves sporting new clothes and hairdo, it’s only a matter of time.

Nah, that’s a completely different scenario. It’s the ones where out of nowhere one person in the relationship all the sudden starts tagging the other person incessantly. Every check-in, every “top 10 romantic crock-pot dinners” article, every photo (even if the SO isn’t in the picture). It’s like they’re trying to…

The one sided ones are the best though...where the wife/GF tags the husband/BF in everything, but he doesn’t reciprocate. It’s like they’re overcompensating for something, and I have to watch obsessively as the relationship slowly crumbles live on the internet.

Not for long.

Name of method: vaping

A Jewnicorn? Even more rare!

The only time I want to see him on that show again is when Don't Fear the Reaper is playing in the background.

Things I have learned:

It's known as 'con crud' around here, and yes, I used to get it all the time. Besides shaking hands and taking money from people in a town where I haven't been exposed to the germs enough to build up a tolerance, you're also trapped in a cement box with people that may have questionable at best hygiene habits. I eat…

It's a rabbit-hole. Yes, the little Corsair all-in-one will do exactly what it advertises, and it's dead simple to install. But then...maybe you want to add another loop...or go with neon green...or have part of it run by the window on your case so you can watch it's hypnotic dance...or go with wider tubing. Next…

Not as relevant these days, but I used to joke at my old job that if you sneezed when you were walking by the Purchasing department, by the time you got to the other end of the department there'd be a rumor that you had AIDS.

I would read the hell out of that!

My guess is she's hiding in Noble's Holler. That seems to be the go-to place when you're hiding from the Harlan PD.

I'll do it. For a fraction of what they usually pay. My subplot of a cop duo made up of a time travelling brooding Englishman and his partner, a talking dog, will freekin' KILL!

I often forget I'm publicly unknown...I'm deeply ingrained in real world. But at lunch time waiters watch me from the corner of their eye to make sure I don't dine and dash & then I remember.

I blame my habit of inhaling food on my mom's inability to cook enough food when I was younger. If you wanted seconds, you had to wolf down your firsts. My brother and I used to joke that we had another brother, but he starved to death because he was a slow eater. I've tried over the years to break this habit, but…

Love my curved shovel. Once I figured out that most of my back pain came from the "lift and heave" part at the end of each row and replaced it with a quick spin of the shovel to dump it, not only did I cut down on time, but greatly reduced my heating pad sessions as well.